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Deep Dec 2020
If Laburnum is poisonous

Then its herb her kiss,

I could die a thousand times

If death ushers her scarlet lips
PJ Poesy Mar 2016
Laburnum drooped its yellowest
Dull before me, sadly displayed
Benevolence turned jaundice, yellowish
Jealousy's desire, flowering sprites made
Yellow-eyed-monsters, distrust, umbrage

His look, laburnum, fallen eaves
Sun captured smote, yellow-eyed
Uttering to himself, "Mine," and "Me"
He went on as such, yes, fellow cried
What I saw, coveting, all yellow-eyed
When someone looks at you that way, you just know.

— The End —